Ocean Tides

As the sun was sliding behind the horizonand the moon was rising,so are you.Our tongues dancingwith the evening breezes.We stroked to the rhythmof the night songsand the motion of our bodiesemulate ocean tides.I feel a storm coming-we can not escape it.We sail with the wavesthat wash up to shore-spentlike the starfish clinging to a rockwaiting for the tidethat is no more.